Chapter 8

In the room, my sister looked up at the wall clock: "There's still time!"

Then she dialed another phone call.

"Hello! Listen, I'm you from five years in the future. Your best friend Nora will die in 30 minutes, only you can save her!"

My sister seemed to be listening to the other side speak, paused for a moment and then continued:

"In a few more steps, you need to be alert to the man in black behind you."

"That person is Stinky, your elementary school classmate."

"He's going to commit a crime against you, you must run!"

After saying this, a bolt of lightning flashed outside, and the room was as bright as day.

My sister put down the phone dejectedly.

I asked my sister what happened.

She said the signal on the other side was cut off.

Then, my sister closed her eyes again, her brows furrowed, obviously in extreme pain.

I hurriedly asked, "What changes happened this time?"

My sister answered me:

"That day, not long after Nora and I left the school gate, a man in black indeed appeared behind us. When we passed by that fruit store, we specifically asked the old man for help. The old man was very kind and personally escorted us home."

"On the way, he also chatted with us, saying that his granddaughter was studying in another city, about the same age as us, with excellent grades, always in the top three of her grade."

"He also talked about how when he was young, conditions were poor and he had no chance to go to school, entering society early and always staying at the bottom. Now having such a good granddaughter was truly a blessing from heaven."

"When the old man said these things, his face was full of kindness."

"But in the blink of an eye, we had walked to the corner of the alley, and a dark figure suddenly jumped out from somewhere, thin in build but particularly tall."

"Under the dim streetlight, he pulled out a knife and slashed it across the old man's throat."

"The movement was clean and swift, blood spraying two meters away."

"Nora was so scared she lost her soul, and I instinctively called out his name."

"Stinky!"

"The man in black was startled and turned his head."

"Just then, a bolt of lightning struck, and I saw his face clearly."

"Cold and weathered, full of killing intent."

"It was Stinky!"

"Even though we hadn't seen each other for many years, I was still certain it was him."

"Then he forcefully kissed my forehead, so hard it seemed he wanted to suck out my brain marrow."

"I was so scared by this kiss that I forgot to resist, but Nora was the first to come to her senses, picking up her thermos and heavily smashing it against Stinky's head."

"Perhaps Stinky was disoriented by the blow, or maybe he was afraid the commotion would attract passersby. Stinky didn't harm us further and ran away."

"But after that day, Nora was deeply traumatized and unable to continue studying. Later she developed schizophrenia and was sent to a mental hospital by her family."

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